Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a long, black cloak. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has worked as a Spy like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to be a performer again

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Emerald (600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He got into the Armorer business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He became a Armorer soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Sard (60 gp). Jade (80 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a yellow costume with the symbols of strength on his torso, and he perpetually has his longbow ready. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Amethyst (120 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). Jade (120 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). Obsidian (9 gp).